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Chapter 18 - Calligraphy and Painting Are Not Valuable, You Are Valuable [1]

"Student Lin Yi, this is your fault. Young master Ye Feng is so talented, why should he cut your hair?"

"That's right. Don't suffer from persecution paranoia. You always feel that someone is targeting you."

"I said, you shouldn't be hating the rich, how can I feel that you are targeting Young Master Ye Feng?"

"Young people, it doesn't matter if you are poor, the key is to work hard and be ambitious, do you understand?"

Lin Yi was almost sprayed to death by the spray of saliva.

Lin Fengjiao hurriedly hid him far away. She thought he was a waste before, but she was still a waste now.

Bai Jianhao frowned, he was glad that he didn't talk too much just now, otherwise where would his old face be?

Only Bai Susu felt sorry for Lin Yi who was criticized by everyone.

On the contrary, Ye Feng was praised so much by everyone that he was almost praised to the sky, which completely changed his previous image of a playboy.

Gu Yunxiang was also very happy, she was sweating for brother Ye Feng just now.

It's just that I didn't expect that brother Ye Feng was so knowledgeable.

I like brother Ye Feng more and more, what should I do!

"My little friend, this old man has an unfeeling request."

At this time, Yan Wenjing walked towards Ye Feng, and the audience fell silent.

Everyone didn't know Yan Wenjing's identity, but they knew that his background must be greater than that of Patriarch Chen Tianlei.

"Old Yan, please tell me."

Ye Feng said lightly.

"You, you know me?"

Yan Wenjing was extremely surprised, even Chen Tianlei was dumbfounded.

One must know that Yan Wenjing has always been low-key and doesn't like to show his face in public. Most people have heard of his name, but they have never seen his true self.

Chen Tianlei met him by chance in Yandu more than ten years ago.

But how did Ye Feng know about him?

"Since I have dabbled in calligraphy and painting, how can I not know Yan Wenjing, a master of Chinese painting?"

Ye Feng replied with a smile.

In an instant, the field boiled again.

"Fuck, this is Yan Wenjing, a master of traditional Chinese painting!"

"Oh my God, what kind of status is Yan Wenjing, why did he come here?"

Everyone was shocked, including Bai Jianhao, who couldn't believe that such a big Buddha came to his 50th birthday.

Yan Wenjing is not only a master of traditional Chinese painting, but also a master of hands and eyes. He has three thousand disciples, all of whom are social elites.

Although the Ye family is the most wealthy family in Jinling, Jinling's economy is the lowest in the province. Looking across the river and north, it can be said that there are countless powerful enemies.

But if they can connect with Yan Wenjing, the Ye family can definitely go one step further.

"He is Yan Wenjing..."

Lin Yi also stared at Yan Wenjing bewilderedly. He never thought that the old man who praised him just now would be so powerful.

If I can get in touch with Yan Wenjing, why not soar into the sky?

However, with Ye Feng's performance just now, he has lost this great opportunity.

Now neither Yan Wenjing nor Chen Tianlei are interested in him.

It would be great if I knew this earlier and didn't mention "The Picture of Autumn Geese and Falling Clouds".

"Since Young Master Ye knows the old man, then the old man has the cheek to say it straight."

"But I like this "Autumn Geese and Falling Clouds" very much. I wonder if Young Master Ye can transfer it to me."

"I know that your Ye family is not short of money, but I am willing to buy this painting at a price higher than the market price."

Yan Wenjing said.

As soon as the words came out, everyone discussed again, how much this calligraphy and painting is worth.

Lin Yi said before that this calligraphy and painting is worth tens of millions, but how much is it?

"Yan Lao is a master of traditional Chinese painting, even if I ask you to give the calligraphy and painting to Yan Lao, I have no objection."

Ye Feng said lightly, Yan Wenjing's eyes also showed a trace of joy, not because of money, but because he could get this favorite calligraphy and painting.

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